Wes Coffey
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There was somebody there before him, or something.
The old papers were vague on what exactly, but they were clear about one thing.
There was an agreement made.
Josiah got the land, and he got prosperity.
Good crops, healthy kids, long lives.
And in exchange, the Coffey family did two things.
First, they never built on the hollow itself.
The original homestead was up on the ridge, and the cabin my papa built in 1971 was also up on the ridge.
The hollow was left alone.
No one went into the hollow after dark.
That was the rule.
Second, there was a tithing.
I don't know how else to say it.
Every year, in the fall, on the first full moon after the equinox, the coffee men would go into the hollow with an offering.
Papa's journal was explicit about what the offering was.
A deer.
A doe.
Field-dressed, but whole.
Left in a specific spot at the head of the hollow where a small spring comes out of the rocks.
Papa had done it every year since his father died in 1959.